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This is a work of fiction, inspired by the events which happened during Partition.

She had been told to collect her stuff from her room, and there she was sitting in her room doing nothing. She wanted to do what her mother had told her, but somehow she couldn’t bring herself to do it. She had already gathered all the necessary things and her clothes. But they were all lying there on her bed. There was a strange calmness in her house, despite what had been going on. She had not been feeling well for almost a week now. She prayed and hoped that nothing bad would happen, but it was not to be so.

I was transported back in time and space when I moved to Newbury a couple of years ago. Newbury is a small English town situated by the river Kennet. It could be best described as a neighbourhood being pulled straight out of a Jane Austen book and put on the map of England, right in the heart of Berkshire. The tranquillity of this small town remains undisturbed, in spite of the fact that it is not the 18th Century anymore.

What exactly happened on the midnight of 15th of August, 1947? Well, we know for a fact that we got independence from the British Empire, after a long struggle. Independence from those who had been ruling over us, ruthlessly. India was finally free. A time to celebrate that must have been. As the clock struck 12, Hindustan had become free.